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his favorite look

♤ characters: suna rintaro/gn!reader (or so i tried...)

♤ notes: unprotected sex, creampie, sex at a semi-public space (if i have to tag anything else, please remind me) (minors dni)

changing room of inarizaki is empty by now, the boys' volleyball team practice having ended a while ago– save for the muffled noises coming from the back, the volume increasing with time.

suna rintarou has you pinned against the wall, your legs lifted and wrapped around him, squeezing him inside and out.

when suna invited you over to drop by their practice, he knew the two of you would end like that. with the way you've been looking at him, the eyes you've been giving him lately, it was as clear as day.

yet when you do come, and sit by the benches, eyes glued onto his sweaty form, veins popping out on his muscles, enough to see from your position, all you can do is to stare at him, mouth fallen with an expression suna would've described as 'drooling'.

you'd probably lightly punch him for it, but not after right now, no. not when you have your mouth slack open again, drool coming from one side, incohorent mumblings leaving your lips every once in a while.

suna loves the way you look at him on a daily basis but perhaps this is his favorite one yet. the absolutely fucked out expression painted on your face, eyes blank and hazy from pleasure, from the pleasure he is providing you with how deep he is inside you. hips at a constant work, building you up at a pace not quite slow but has you begging 'faster' and 'more'.

the cold, hard surface of the wall is lost to your senses by now. everything is lost, except for the way rin has you hoisted up, pressing against you until there is not even the smallest of space left, his lenght dragging in and out of you– if it wasn't for snapping his hips back into you, he'd not pull out, not even in the slightest at all.

with each snap of his hips, you feel warmer, a fire in the pit of your stomach slowly growing, and rin managing to hit just the right spot every single time, all you can muster is him.

with what's left of a willpower inside of you, you try to lean into him for a kiss, only to miss his lips by an inch. smirking at your flushed form, not even able to kiss him right, he crashes his lips to yours. rin kisses you hard, biting at your lips again and again; yet you don't even have it in you to kiss him back with the same fervor anymore, too out of it to respond back.

noticing this, he lets out a chuckle. oh how lovely you look for him, so fucked out you cannot even match his kisses anymore, though it is you who wanted it in the first place.

tightening his hold on you, he picks up his pace.

to which you can only react with your face falling onto his shoulder, with all the energy left inside of you, you start nibbling at his his skin, gently biting with your teeth. the salty taste of sweat mixed with your saliva, soon your nibbling reaches its end as well.

soon suna can feel your breathing hitching, your nails digging into his skin and you tightening around him, as if you don't want him to leave just yet. he loves how even your body wants more and more of him, never satisfied, always begging for more, a little harder, a little faster, for a little longer.

your whimpers and moans, though muffled by his shoulder, still feel heavenly to his ears. and the way you say his name like a plea, like a prayer, like he is your everything, your god in that moment– he soon finds himself reaching his high.

slamming with his entire weight back into you, his movements start to get erratic. your body desperately clingling to his, his name still spilled out of your lips like honey: 'rin, rin, rin...' he can feel your body contracting and your muscles spasming. he loves how you start to shake from pleasure for him– at his hands, with his dick inside of you, his mouth all over you; so intoxicating, really, if it was up to him, he would fuck you all day long, over and over again, your whines and filthy pleas music to his ears, tasting you until you cannot cum anymore, filling you up until his cum leaking out of you...

his face finds itself by the crook of your neck, biting down at your flushed skin.

'rin... please...' your words come out barely.

with another thrust, he brings his lips to your ear, 'go on baby, come for me.'

gripping onto his form, you let go, feeling yourself reach your orgasm, squeezing your eyes shut and tightening your legs around him. a second or so later, you hear him let out a grunt by your ear, whispering a '...fuck' and feeling him come inside you; yet contunuing to thrust, though his movements have gotten sloppy by now, prolonging his orgasm.

as the two of you slowly catch your breath, he still has you held by the wall. raising his head to meet your eyes, he leans in for another kiss, his tongue quickly entering your mouth.

by the time you can feel your breath returning to normal, he rests his forehead against yours with a small smile tugging at his bruised lips.

'you should join our practices more often.'

you let out a laugh at his words. 'yeah and not be able to walk back home? no, thank you.'

eyeing on the hickeys he left on your body, he raises a brow at your words, humming as if considering his options. 'guess i'll just have to carry you starting from now.' 'rin, no!' you're quick to respond, but the grin on your face exposes you.

'well then, should we get going?' he offers after a moment and a pout appears on your face quickly. eyes cast low, you murmur a 'don't pull out just yet.'

and who is he to deny when you request so sweetly like that?

leaning once again to your neck and the spot right under your ear, he starts biting at your skin slowly: 'don't come crying and blaming me when you can't walk tomorrow.'

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asking hq best friends their fav position

featuring: miya atsumu, bokuto kotaro, iwaizumi hajime

warnings: minors dni, best friends to lovers, smut smau

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the life of an artist is truly a cruel one

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‘I always think you’re pretty’

feat. Itadori, Megumi, Inumaki, Nanami, Gojo

note: established relationship in Nanami’s!!

ITADORI 

“You seem to be in a good mood today,” Itadori nudges you as the two of you walk to the convenience store for a late night snack run. He notices the way your gait seemed a lot more light-hearted, the way you were almost bouncing with glee in every step you took.

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— HQ BOYS + TAKING CARE OF THEM

feat. iwaizumi hajime, kuroo tetsurō, suna rintarō, miya atsumu, miya osamu, matsukawa issei

note. let me be ur housewife. also don't say anything abt how long osamu's is.... i like him.

IWAIZUMI lets you join him in the shower on nights when he comes home late, when his breath smells a bit like scotch and his smile is lopsided in a way that you both know means midnight. he's all hushed drunken laughter, soap cascading down rippling shoulders as he leans down to press a sweet kiss to your collarbone. he'll whisper that you don't have to do this, the soft mumbling of go to bed crossing his tongue. and yet, you never do. instead, you lean up, shampoo in your hands, and let him hum as your fingers tangle in his hair.

KUROO lets you tie his tie. it's in the mornings, kisses drawn from the rising sun and touches soft enough to meld with the linens that once draped your bodies. he'll stand in front of you, suit, grin, and all, even when you're still dressed in the hanging fabric of your nightgown and your hair is still a tangled mess around your shoulders and face. but, no matter, because you'll reach up, delicate fingers around strong silk, and tie it just for him. and when you do, he'll cup your jaw in his hand just so he can kiss you one more time.

SUNA would never dare ask, but when you find him laying on the couch, face resting down on his arms and shirt riding up just enough so you can see his back, you can't help but let you nails follow the length of his spine. he shifts as though to lean into your touch, closing his eyes and breathing in a breath that almost feels like divinity. and if you stop, should you dare, he guides your hand back to him, ignoring the laughter that bubbles up past your lips and closing his eyes in sweet solace.

ATSUMU lets you dye his hair. or bleach it, rather, and then tone it when he finally lets you convince him. oh and how he's awful, moving and laughing and dodging out of the way of the cold dye even when it's dripping off of your gloved hands. he'll meet your gaze in the mirror, lopsided smirk carved into his cheeks, before putting his hands up in surrender. then, and only then, will he sit still, letting your hands comb through his hair with that stupid grin still on his face.

OSAMU finds you writing down notes for him. if he's cooking, he might change a recipe, speaking aloud as he adds a different spice or substitutes an ingredient, and each time, you'll write it down, scrawling handwriting with a little comment of whether he liked the change or not. other times, he'll come home to notes around the house—little reminders of why you're gone or what you need him to do before you get home. but his most favorite ones, and the ones he keeps locked away in drawers or hidden beneath clothes and old jewelry boxes, are the benign ones. little i loves you's scratched on napkins, drawings left on old gum wrappers from high school, sticky notes covered in old games you used to play to pass the time. he holds them like they're something to keep, an extension of you in the best way possible.

MATSUKAWA comes home to his laundry folded, or half-folded, at least, the rest of it still in the hamper or your hands. he'll roll his eyes, hands already at your waist and fingers dashing along your hips until laughter floats from your chest and into the air. when he tries to help you, you'll swat at his hand, your narrowed eyes drawing out a grin onto his face. so instead, he'll sit, tell you about his day and ramble about the things he misses (your voice, mostly, or your hair, or the scrunch of your nose), and each one will be met with the teasing lilt of tone that he's come to only associate with you.

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— MISSING YOU !

oikawa x reader! hq smau

SYNOPSIS ! - the two of you haven’t spoken since graduation - but now, oikawa tooru is now back in town and agrees to a fake relationship to cover up a scandal on his part, and to make a crush jealous on yours. what could possibly go wrong?

notes; reader is gender neutral, all characters are timeskip and takes place canon compliant, dark mode is oikawa’s pov and light mode is y/n’s !!

includes; fake dating, enemies to lovers, exes to lovers, humor

relationships; oikawa tooru x gn! reader, minor matsukawa issei x gn! reader

characters; reader, oikawa tooru, iwaizumi hajime, matsukawa issei, hanamaki takehiro, kunimi akira

taglist for this is open!! let me know if you want to be added <33

CHAPTERS !

intro and profiles!

chapter one - oikawa tooru is cancelled

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He rarely cries but when he does it's full on sobs.

He tends to bottle up his emotions everytime and for stupid reasons : he doesn't want to burden you (as if he could), doesn't want you to think he is weak, can't bring himself to interrupt your cute rambling about your day. So he stays quiet, put a mask on his face and serves you fake smiles that could fool anyone but you. You stop talking, takes his hands and ask him the question he was afraid of.

"Are you ok? You seem a bit off..."

He can't looks at you, darting his eyes to the floor and biting his lips to supress his tears. But you're not letting him go. "You know you can talk to me about everything and anything. I'll do my best to help you, no matter what it is."

And, with just a bunch of words, he is gone. The tears falls, his shoulders are shaking and he can't help but sobs loudly because he can't do it anymore. It's becoming too difficult to lie, especially to you. He babbles about how these past days were rough on him, how the world seems to hate him, how he feels undeserving of your love.

He hates feeling sensitive but being in your arms, finally being able to talk to someone and being comforted by his favorite person in the world who is whispering encouraging and sweet words in his ear, he thinks that maybe talking about his feelings isn't as bad as he thought.

-> Iwaizumi, Suna, Akaashi, Osamu, Semi, Mattsukawa

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"i miss you, sorry wrong person" prank + haikyuu boys [smau]

characters: suna, kageyama, oikawa and kuroo

genre: crack

warnings: typos (maybe) and swearing

a/n: repost from an old old blog cause i don't have anything else to post </3

❥ suna rintarou and kageyama tobio

❥ oikawa tooru and kuroo tetsurou

a/n: i know these are shit but they're really old okay so don't come for me anw reblogs appreciated mwah <3

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꒰ WHEN HE’S CLOSE TO LOSING YOU ꒱

↳ note ⨾ ouch…. requested by anon! <3 ↳ genre ⨾ angst ↳ warning ⨾ yelling, the boys are mean >:(, mentions of clingines, insecurity and jealousy ↳ feat. iwaizumi, sakusa & tsukishima

ʚ IWAIZUMI ɞ

you can’t even recall how the argument began in the first place. was it because the home was in disarray when the two of you returned from work? was it the full sink of dirty dishes? was it the fact that you hadn’t seen your boyfriend for what felt like weeks? sure, you slept in the same bed and shared a bathroom in the mornings but beyond that, you can’t recall the last time you spent quality time with iwaizumi.

so, what you thought would’ve been an easy confrontation about the issue, maybe ending with a sweet kiss to your lips and promise to try and get more time off, turns out becoming a full blown argument.

“i can’t just ask for more time off, y/n,” iwaizumi yells, glaring at the disapproving expression on your face. “it’s not like i can waltz up to my boss and ask to work remotely some days like you.”

“like me? i was offered the position!” you quickly refute, huffing in annoyance that he brought that up as an argument. it wasn’t your doing that you purposefully asked to be able to work from home; the opportunity presented itself to you and you gladly accepted it.

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𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 + 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐎 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄

includes: iwaizumi hajime, matsukawa issei, miya atsumu, miya osamu, suna rintaro

notes: micheth picked this one to repost

✰ 𝐈𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐌𝐈 can’t keep his eyes from darting to the clock, dreading the hour hand reaching ten, knowing you’ll get up to leave as soon as it does. and just as predicted, he feels you unlatch from his arms, stretching before you begin to gather your belongings. “i should head home, babe, i got work in the morning,” you mumble. “okay,” he mumbles back, a frown painted across his face. standing up, he pulls you into a hug, holding you longer than usual, grip tightening when you try to pull away. “hajime, you have to let go,” you laugh as you rub his shoulders. with a heavy sigh, he finally lets go, his frown from earlier now a pout, making you giggle as you poke his lip with your finger. “whatever, text me when you’re home.” reaching for his face, you cup his cheeks, feeling the warmth on your palm as he blushes. “i’ll come back tomorrow and spend the night, you clingy baby.” you only giggle once more when he grumbles out a “shut up.”

✰ 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀 groans when you begin to get up, pulling you back down and leaning his weight on top of you, keeping you in place so you can’t leave. he grabs your hand, placing it on his head again, pretending like it isn’t getting dark outside. “issei, i spent the whole day with you, i gotta go now,” you roll your eyes, but your fingers play with the strands of hair beneath them anyway. “you should be spending the night with me too, babe. your whole life, actually.” laughing, you kiss his forehead before shoving him off, gathering your things and ignoring his glare. “i’ll spend the whole weekend, okay? but i gotta go now.” sighing, he follows you to his door, grabbing your wrist and spinning you to crash into his chest, wrapping you up in his arms one last time before you leave for the night. “this is the worst part every time,” he mumbles. laughing, you pat his cheek before pressing a kiss to his lips. “then do something about it.”

✰ 𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔 whines as he notices the time, clinging tighter to you before you can even begin to get ready to leave. looking up at you with a pouty face, he tries to keep you from leaving for the night. “baby, can’t ya stay, please? don’t leave me all alone!” sighing, you hug him tighter, rubbing his back up and down. “i have to, tsum. i’ll see you tomorrow, baby.” he shakes his head, pressing more of his weight onto you when he feels you try to get up from under him. “no, i want ya to stay,” he whines, watching you sadly as you get up anyway, trailing behind you while you walk to his door. his hands play with the end of your shirt, eyes staring at the floor when you turn back and wrap him in a hug. “you can come spend the night tomorrow, i’ll come home early, promise.” huffing, he cups your cheeks, leaning in to kiss you. “fine, give me one more kiss before ya go.” you know he won’t stop at just one, but you don’t think you mind as you indulge him anyway.

✰ 𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔 coughs the moment you began to get up, not meeting your eyes as he plays with his hands. “angel, i think it’s cold out, yer not wearin’ the right clothes to be out in this weather, ya know.” frowning, you check the weather on your phone, not noticing the way osamu wrinkles his brows that you’d missed his hint. “babe, the weather’s not too bad. i can borrow a jacket from you if you really want me to.” huffing, he crosses his arms, pout forming on his lips as he tries to come up with another excuse to get you to stay. “yer favorite one’s dirty. my blankets are warm though,” he said hopefully, watching you finally realize what he’s hinting, a small laugh escaping your lips as you shake your head. “samu, you could’ve just asked if you wanted me to stay, baby. but i can’t tonight.” groaning, he flops back onto his couch, hand covering his face. “but i’ll get cold without ya, baby,” he insists, peeking through his fingers to see if you’ll give in. leaning down, you kiss his cheek, running a hand through his hair. “i’ll cuddle you all night tomorrow, promise.”

✰ 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐀 glares at you as you try to unlatch yourself from him, pressing right back onto you chest as you try to get up. sighing, you glare back, trying to wriggle out of his grip, failing as he brings himself flush against you once more. “rin, let go,” you hiss, only for him to hug you tighter. “why?” groaning, you cup his jaw, meeting his gaze. “because we both have to be up in the morning and go places. now stop being stubborn.” burying his head into your shoulder, he shifts so more of his weight leans on you. “don’t know what you’re talking about.” sighing, you stroke his back, letting him indulge in a few more moments with you. “rinnie, i’ll come back, you’ll see more of me. don’t be dramatic, you clingy baby,” you giggle, making him reach forward and flick your forehead. “nevermind, i don’t want you around anymore.” but he still pouts when you get up, watching you get your things to leave. “well, that’s too bad. i’ll still come bother you tomorrow whether you like it or not.”

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Haikyuu Boys

When he says "why are you so hard to love?" in an argument

Oikawa

It's been a week of unending arguments with Oikawa and again, today both of you are still arguing after breakfast.

"But y/n-chan she's only a fan. Why are you so mad about it?"

"How can I'm not mad seeing my boyfriend getting kissed by another girl?" you yelp, putting the glass a bit harsh.

"It's just a greeting!" Oikawa defense himself not feeling anything wrong with it.

"Gosh, whatever! Do as you wish Oikawa Tooru!" you look at him with a cynical look.

"God! I pampered you with many things and you don't even understand that thing? Why are you so hard to love?"

He yells in frustration, head looking down. His middle finger and index finger started to massage his temple.

But when he raises his head to meet your expression, he knows that he messed up.

"Ah, I see.. Sorry, I guess I am," in contrast to the previous high pitch tone, your voice is rather low and you smile weakly.

Before Oikawa can give any further comments, you already left him alone, going to your shared bedroom and slamming the door. Oikawa chooses to sit on the couch, cool down his mind.

It's been an hour since he exchanges stare with the blank screen of the turned-off TV. He feels really bad and wants to make up because he missed you already.

But when he almost reaches the doorknob, he stops himself as he hears you sniffling and talking alone - he guesses you called one of your best friends.

"I don't know, am I really too much?" your words are still jumbled from sobbing.

"I just- want him for me, you know? Maybe I'm just not good enough?" you sigh.

Oikawa's heart drops, he doesn't know that his friendly gesture to his fans made you feel this way.

"Um.. Guess he can replace me easily," your sobs have stopped, turning into a dry laugh.

Hearing your statement makes him open the door without thinking.

"NO I DON'T WANT ANYONE BUT YOU," he yells, half pleading. You are startled at his sudden intrusion.

Your friend who can hear him too chuckles and says a small "good luck" before ending the call.

Oikawa jumps into the bed and hugs you tightly, "Please don't leave me."

You hold a pause, still processing your mind. Then, you positioned yourself so you can talk eye-to-eye with him.

"Tooru, you know boundary right? Some things are okay with me and some things are not. Kissing or a quick peck is not okay for me."

He listens to you attentively.

You sigh, "Now, are you okay if some guy kisses me or holds me too much?"

"No." He yelps in complaint.

"And the same thing applies to me. Even you're a star athlete with millions of fans, you're still my boyfriend right?"

And with these words he just realized, because you never cross the line, he never imagine you being kissed nor touched by any other man.

"You're right, baby. I'm sorry that I never place my feet on your shoes." He takes your hand and places it to meet the warmth of his cheek.

You rolled your eyes, "Geez dummy", but you smile at the end.

"Yes y/n-chan, I'm your dummy and you still keep up with me. Thank you."

"Guess I was wrong, I'm the one who's hard to love."

You shake your head and chuckle, "That's okay because I won't stop loving you though".

The burden has been lifted from your heart and you two staring at each other earnestly, ready to pay back the lost time from the arguments.

Kuroo

His telephone rings for the third time this morning, Kuroo sees your name on the display and decides to answer the call.

"Hi, babe!" He greets you as usual like nothing wrong.

"Where are you Kuroo?" You answer him but rather in a high tone.

"I'm in the office of course." He answers you casually.

"How come? I thought we have already discussed with me to take a day off today?"

"Yes, sorry honey I got an unexpected meeting today. I guess I have left you a note right?"

You rolled your eyes looking at the sticky note on your hand, "Yeah, I saw your note."

"Great. Since we don't have any particular plan today, I guess it is okay." You can hear he's typing, probably still working on his document and not paying full attention to you.

"Don't you know what day is today? I even managed to get a day off from my strict boss", you started to get irritated from his carelessness.

"Of course! Happy wedding anniversary, baby. I will make up to you later. You can choose any fancy gift you want."

"Uhh, I don't want anything. I want you Kuroo. I just want you for today."

Kuroo sighed, finally stopping his type. "Geez, you know it's not possible today? Stop being so childish over an anniversary, we're an adult, y/n."

He continues, "I don't know but sometimes you're just so hard to love."

It takes a moment of silence before you reply to his piercing words.

"Okay. Sorry for bothering you, Tetsu." You finally end the call.

Somehow Kuroo felt he'd gone too far, he decides to make up later when he comes home.

Kuroo comes home to a dark and silent room. "I'm home, kitten!" He shouts from the entrance and searches for your presence, his left-hand holding a bouquet of roses.

When he reached the kitchen, he found a note in your handwriting.

"Happy wedding anniversary, Tetsu. I'm sorry that I'm causing you trouble today. I decide to sleepover today, dinner is in the fridge. -y/n-"

He frowns, it's too late. He really feels bad about how he spat at you but still, you're the one who ends up apologizing. He contemplates how he treats you so bad - he was trying to replace his time for you with fancy gifts.

And he comes into a horror thought: what if at some point you don't want him anymore. It gives him chills and he immediately speeds straight to your best friend's house.

When he arrives, he knocks on the house and greets your best friend politely. He tells her that he's coming to pick you up. Your friend nods in understanding and calls you.

When you see him in the front, you are surprised. You noticed how his eyes are filled with remorse. So, you decided to follow him to the car - not wanting to cause any ruckus on your friend's house.

When the two of you have finally settled on the car, both of you are exchanging a silent stare. You wait for his explanation and Kuroo finally opens his mouth,

"I'm sorry."

"I know sorry is not enough but still, sorry for broken the promise."

When you hear the deep apology from him, your long-held tears are broken. You haven't cried in a while so seeing you in this state really broke his heart. Thought still hesitate, he pulls you into his embrace, stroking the crown of your head.

"I was waiting and searching for you but you are gone. And it seems I've been a nuisance," your sobs as you started to utter your feeling.

He shakes his head, now he holds your shoulders and looks through your eyes.

"You never been a nuisance okay? I was taking you for granted, it was me who's being a jerk."

"I promise this won't happen again, I will keep every promise and treat you like you deserved to."

You nodded and smiled in response. You didn't notice that he almost cried about how relieved he is - that you still wanted to come back to him.

Along the way home, he holds your hand and asks, "So do you want to stop by anywhere? Or do you want anything for make up?"

You shake your head, "No, Tetsu. I just want to cuddle."

He smiles, being reminded that your simplicity is one of the things that makes him heads over heels for you.

"Of course, kitten. You will have my cuddles for the rest of your life though - until you are getting sick of me."

You chuckle and give him a quick peck on his cheek, "I won't."

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when you think they’re leaving you

feat. Iwaizumi, Kuroo, Atsumu

note: hurt/comfort except its more comfort than hurt

IWAIZUMI

There came a point amidst all the yelling where silence befell on you and Iwaizumi. It seemed like there was nothing more to say. The argument was going no where, both of you were just too stubborn right now to see each other’s reasoning.

Iwaizumi sighs, suddenly walking away and out of the bedroom. You carefully follow him, stopping just short of the door.

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WHEN YOU CATCH THEM STARING AT YOU

immediately and unnaturally whips his head in the opposite direction; you suppress a laugh as he suddenly turns his head at anywhere but you, looking at anywhere but at you. you debate whether you should come up to him and call him out on his act, but he just looked so cute staring into a very much uninteresting leaf on the ground that you couldn't bring yourself to do it.

sakusa, SUNA, kyōtani, shirabu, goshiki, kageyama, nishinoya, TSUKKI

his eyes widen in surprise and he just stays there, frozen; your eyes meet and for some reason, you're tempted not to peel yours away from his. and as you walk towards him, he stays there unmoving as if not knowing what to do. and it's true, right at that moment, his mind short circuits as you step closer and closer.

iwaizumi, KENMA, makki, osamu, KITA, kunimi, AONE, meian, komori

shoots you a "natural" smirk as his cheeks burn red; he stands there, hands confidently resting in his pockets as he keeps his gaze at you. but as you roll your eyes and let that laugh of yours slip from your lips, he's in shambles. his cheeks tinge red and his heartbeat picks up, he's weak and only for you.

ATSUMU, TERUSHIMA, semi, futakuchi, mattsun, tanaka, hoshiumi, KUROO

awkwardly waves his hand and gives you an equally awkward smile; he brings his hand up to wave at you and immediately regrets it. but he can't just retract it, oh no, that would be so much worse. so he keeps at it, waving at you even though you're already just about three feet away. and it's honestly the cutest thing.

AKAASHI, aran, daichi, ushijima, yamaguchi, ASAHI, konoha, hinata

he gasps and just beams at you; a small spark goes off of him and he immediately grins at you, so wide and so happily. he's genuinely happy that you're looking at him and doesn't mind (or notice) how you just caught him staring at you. nevertheless, he's just really whipped and giddy for you.

tendō, yaku, SUGAWARA, lev, hirugami, BOKUTO, koganegawa, OIKAWA

note: i've been so inactive lately omg but this idea came to me during class and!

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1:43am

feat. Kenma

You aren’t sure how long you’ve been laying in bed. It could be minutes, it could be hours. You should be fast asleep, but for whatever reason, your mind had been racing and unable to settle down.

Rolling over on your side, you reach out to grab your phone.

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[mattsunbeam]

Oh I've just read the "Surprising your long distance boyfriend" and I love it so much! Can you do the same for Hinata, Kenma and Suna. It's okay if you don't want to and just ignore my ask. Love u! ❤👉👈

surprising your long distance boyfriend - part two

feat. Hinata, Kenma, Suna

part one

HINATA

“I miss Y/n” Hinata sighs, slumped over on the restaurant table. He and his teammates had gone out for dinner, but his mind was only on you and how long it’s been since he’s last seen you.

“Yes okay we get it Sho, you miss your s/o, let’s talk about something else now” Atsumu rolls his eyes, clearly sick of how much he’s heard his teammate complain about missing you. But he had a point, so Hinata did his best to shake off his longing for you.

The boys continued to chatter as the waiter came by with their plates, with Hinata being the most rapt by their talks. And as the waiter left, Bokuto couldn’t help but burst out into laughter.

“Hmm? What happened?” Hinata asks, taking a bite of his food.

“No, no it’s nothing” Bokuto wheezes, sharing a knowing grin with both Atsumu and Sakusa.

Hinata thought nothing of this- as far as he knew, this wasn’t far from their normal behavior. And so dinner continued like normal for the four. It wasn’t until Atsumu called the waiter over, asking if they could refill all of their waters.

And as Hinata picks up his cup to hand over to the waiter, he finally glances up, his gaze casually trailing to the waiter. His eyes widen, the empty cup slipping out of his hands.

Because why on earth were you standing there, refilling his teammates’ cups. Still in shock, Hinata hurriedly stands from his seat to rush over to you, embracing you in his arms.

“Please tell me you just showed up now, and that you weren’t our waiter this entire time” Hinata murmurs, moving his hands up to cup your face.

“Will lying make you feel better Sho? If so then yes, I definitely showed up now. And I most definitely was not the one who brought out your food” you chuckle, placing your own hands on top of his.

Hinata had no way to hide the flustered look on his face. He was just going on about how much he missed you, and for him not to notice you was quite embarrassing.

But honestly, he couldn’t care less if he looked liked a fool in front of others. You were the only one on his mind now.

Just kidding he feels bad for not noticing you earlier.

KENMA

When Kenma returned to his stream from his bathroom break, he was greeted by a large box in his stream room.

“Oh yeah, while you were gone a delivery man came and dropped this off. I think unboxing it would make for great content” Kuroo says, lounging on his chair like it was nothing.

Kenma shrugs to himself and takes out a little pocket knife, ready to open the box.

“I- OKAY we don’t need to use sharp objects on a box that says fragile on it, now do we? Look, you can just peel the tape off. So let me just...” Kuroo says, quickly taking away the knife from his best friend.

“You see that chat? I’m a grown adult and I’m still being treated like a child” Kenma rolls his eyes. But he complies with Kuroo’s wishes, peeling the tape off the top of the box. And when he does open the top flap, he sees you balled up inside the box, looking back up at him.

“I’m so glad you didn’t use the knife to open the box,” you joke, waiting for some sort of reaction from your boyfriend. Kenma goes speechless, reaching out a hand to help you stand up. And when you do, he pulls you in for a hug, still in disbelief.

“I- when did, how, I... oh my god” he sputters out, his embrace tightening ever so slightly. You were here. Right in front of him. He honestly didn’t know what to think, but he still held onto you tight. Part of him thinks that this is some sort of prank and that when he lets go of you, he’ll discover that it actually isn’t you.

But he eventually does scoot back to look at you, confirming his sights.

“Kuroo helped me plan this” you explain, and when the two of you turn to Kuroo, he gives two thumbs up.

“Yes I did and you’re welcome. But I kindly ask that you save the PDA for when I leave please” Kuroo awkwardly chuckles.

Unfortunately for him, Kenma refuses to break contact with you- even going as far as having you sit on his lap for the rest of his stream. He still needs to have you so close to remind him that you’re actually here.

SUNA

Suna’s days are more or less the same. They’re not necessarily bad- he surely is enjoying his life, but he’s just living day to day. And today is no exception as he trails along with his friends towards a restaurant for dinner.

He nods along to the conversation about how this restaurant is seemingly all the rave these days. Suna even mentions how he heard getting a 30 minute wait is considered lucky.

But suddenly, Suna stumbles forward a bit when a passerby bumps into him from behind.

“Ugh, can you watch where you’re going” they sneer at him.

“I didn’t even-” Suna starts to retort but he pauses midway. There was familiarity in that voice. His hand quickly reaches out to grab the stranger’s arm, his thoughts scrambled as he surely hopes that his intuition is right. And when you turn to face your boyfriend, a grin adorning your face, you watch as his eyes widen ever so slightly.

In one clean swoop, Suna has your wrapped into his arms amongst the cheers of his friends. He buries his face into the crook of your neck, silent as ever. Lingering around are his friends, and after taking an abundance of videos and pictures, they continue their walk, leaving you and your boyfriend in each other’s embrace.

“Hey Y/n, we’re gonna head to the restaurant first to grab a table, we’ll meet you two there. Suna knows where it is” Osamu says.

As they walk away, you notice how Suna still hasn't lifted his face or moved from his spot.

“We should probably catch up with the rest of them” you murmur, but you feel Suna shake his head.

“Rin, it’s been a long time since we’ve seen each other, can I at least see your face?” you chuckle.

And like that, Suna slowly lifts his head, a small smile forms the moment he locks eyes with you.

“C’mon, let’s go to-”

“It has been so long,” Suna interrupts you, earning a cute pout from you, “So I am kindly asking that I get to have a little bit of alone time with you right now. Please.”

And so the two of you stay on the sidewalk for a bit, simply enjoying each other’s presence. Suna’s days may be more or less the same, but on ones where you’re with him, they become his best days.

[mattsunbeam]

!!!!!!!!!

“i always think you’re pretty” + akaashi bc i love to be self indulgent hehe

♤ a/n: BUBASHI REDEMPTION OKAY LESGOOO!! if this is the wrong divider i'm gonna cry lkdfowiejralsdjf; click the spade for the ask game :3 ♤ tw/cw: insecurities

you were staring at yourself in the mirror, messing with your clothes and hair, when you felt akaashi's gaze on you. his reflection observing you coolly as he approached you and wrapped his arms around your waist, hugging you to his chest. he pressed a kiss to your temple, "what're you thinking about, darling?"

"i'm not thinking about anything, keiji. what are you talking about?"

he laughed, "my love, i know that face - i've known you too long to not know that face. it's screaming 'i'm thinking about something but i think it's dumb so i won't say anything!' so just tell me, please?"

sheepishly, you looked away, breaking the eye contact that you were holding with him in the mirror, "...do you think i'm pretty?"

"i always think you're pretty."

"keiji, be serious, i-"

"i always think you're pretty," he repeated, eyes searching for yours before he turned you around so that you were facing him, "i always have and i always will."

feeling the rush of heat to your face, you looked away again, but akaashi returned your eyes to him by cupping your face. "i think," he declared, "that you're the most wonderful and most perfect person in the world. and you are the most wonderful and most perfect for me, okay?"

he moves his hands up and down, forcing you to nod, "okay, keiji," he said for you, smiling before leaning in for a kiss on your lips.